I am a rocket On fire. Look at me go, with my tail on fire...

I thought you were crazy, wishing such a thing. I saw only a stick on fire, Alone on its journey Home to the quickening ground, With no one there to catch it.

I know you have a little life in you yet. I know you have a lot of strength left.

The thrill and the hurting Will never be mine.

You seek life, and a godly fire Gushes and gleams for you out of the earth, As, with shuddering long, you Hurl yourself down to the flames of the Etna. So by a…

Enthusiasm is the most beautiful word in the world.

Indolence is heaven's ally here, And energy the child of hell: The Good Man pouring from his pitcher clear But brims the poisoned well.